Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game [201-400]

Chapter 338: Camp

This way, it was much easier. He didn't need to use the world to find food and find a safe house, saving a lot of trouble.

Fang Heng wandered around the shelter, casually taking some basic tools, a steel dagger, a few bullets, and a few flashbang bullets. He also put some food in his backpack.

After a short rest, Fang Heng set off again, heading to the nearest apocalypse merchant camp.

Unlike District 8, District 7 had been in service for a long time.

Most of the apocalypse merchant camps in the game had been monopolized by various large gaming companies or unions.

In the past, Fang Heng would sneak in whenever the players from the various large guilds were not paying attention.

Just like before, Fang Heng fumbled his way to the periphery of the apocalypse merchant camp, hiding in the bushes to observe.

There were still two players from the Dragon Country Game Company standing at the entrance of the apocalypse camp.

The Dragon Country Game Company was a medium-sized gaming company.

Fang Heng did not have any good impression of them.

He remembered that once, his shelter had been forcefully raided by them.

That time, Fang Heng's months of hard work had gone down the drain.

The law of the jungle was very normal in the game, but when Fang Heng thought about it, he instinctively felt a little displeased.

Players from the Dragon Country Game Company were currently transporting materials to obtain the mission.

A small truck stopped at the entrance of the camp.

Eh?

There was a small truck?

District 7 seemed to be quite rich. Even normal medium-sized guilds could use a small truck every day...

Fang Heng narrowed his eyes slightly and took out a rag from his backpack. He made it into a face towel and put it on his face as he strode forward.

Two players from the Dragon Country Company did not realize that danger was approaching. They were standing in front of the apocalypse camp and casually chatting and laughing.

One of the players saw a player approaching from afar and felt that it was strange, so he shouted at Fang Heng.

"You! Stop! What are you doing here! This is Dragon Country's game territory! If you know what's good for you, get lost!"

Fang Heng continued to approach the two of them unhurriedly.

"Are you deaf? I f*cking told you to stop!"

Chen Hu realized that something was not right. He pulled out the pistol in his hand and pointed it at Fang Heng. "This is the last warning. Don't come any closer! Otherwise, I'll shoot!"

Fang Heng stopped in his tracks. He raised his hands high to show that he had no ill intentions.

"I know! I'm a player of Crimson Technology! I have no ill intentions!"

Crimson Technology?

Chen Hu and Ye Jun looked at each other and felt that it was very strange.

Since when did Crimson Technology develop in the vicinity?

They had never heard of it!

Crimson Technology was a large gaming company. Chen Hu was a little hesitant and did not dare to offend them.